When he was down to only his shorts--stripping off even the binder--the front of them pressed from his packer, he came back between her thighs. This time, since he'd already undone the suspenders of her garter belt, he reached up and gently pulled her panties down her thighs before anything else, smiling at the lovely sight of her.

There was a part of him half tempted to rehook the suspenders, now that her panties were off, to leave her otherwise clothed as he did his best to do as she'd asked and ravish her thoroughly. She did make a lovely sight in that dress, after all, and it would be awfully pretty to disappear under her skirts to taste her.

He dropped her panties off the side of the bed with his own clothes and pressed himself right up against her, rubbing gently. His packer was not ideal for any sort of fucking, but it was thicker, longer than fingers. He could certainly work with it, if nothing else. For now, though, he kissed at her neck and kept teasing her.